In this way, Slave Thirteen continued to breathe out spiritual energy for seven or eight hours.

Suddenly, a slight "click" broke the silence in the cave.

The voice came from the spirit jade six inches above his head.

At this time, Nu Thirteen, who was immersed in the cultivation of Tuna, didn't seem to notice the "click" sound.

He was still greedily absorbing the aura.

If the conditions are sufficient, Nu 13 really hopes that he will be immersed in this mysterious practice forever.

This opportunity to practice is not easy to obtain.

You must know that in his lineage, twelve generations from him up, he has not been able to get rid of the status of slaves.

Today's slave thirteen has become a slave soldier, which can be regarded as a glorious ancestor.

......

However, when Slave Thirteen continued to settle down and breathe in the scene of half a pillar of incense, another crisp cracking sound of "pop!" came from the spiritual jade above his head.

This time, Slave Thirteen finally took it seriously.

He frowned, stopped breathing in the aura, and opened his eyes.

The spirit jade that was hovering and spinning six inches above his head also stopped.

When he looked up, he saw two cracks on the surface of the spirit jade.

Not only that, but the original yellowish luster and brilliance on it have dimmed a lot.

Nu Thirteen raised his hand and made a move at Lingyu. It flew down obediently and landed in the palm of his hand.

After carefully studying it for a moment, Nu Thirteen frowned and muttered to himself, "It seems that the spiritual power in this spirit jade is almost dry...... I'm afraid that if I suck it any longer, the spirit jade will turn into powder and dissipate. ”

This discovery made him a little reluctant to continue using this spirit jade.

After all, spirit jade is a very precious thing, and it is said that even official slave soldiers only give out one spirit jade every month.

But Nu Thirteen felt that this spirit jade was too hard to use......

This has only been the past day and night, and a whole piece of spirit jade is about to be sucked away.

If it was really a month before a piece of spirit jade was distributed, then how should I spend my cultivation days in the future?

Slave Thirteen planned to stay until two days later, when the old slave soldiers summoned out of the pass, they would ask for an extra piece.

......

At the moment, he is reluctant to continue to use the spirit jade to cultivate, and the slave thirteen has nothing to do.

So he crossed his knees and closed his eyes, intending to rest for a while.

Unexpectedly, he fell asleep......

However, after falling asleep, Slave Thirteen's body and mind fell into the same dream he had a day ago!

It's just that, compared to the day before, today's dream is clearer and more real!

Slave Thirteen could even smell the smell of blood emanating from the dream battlefield.

......

It's a strange nightmare, a nightmare that Slave Thirteen repeats three times a total of three times with this addition!

In the dream, from the perspective of Slave Thirteen, there is a sword-eyed and heroic man who protects himself and is escaping a strange world of war.

The reason why this is a strange war world is because the way of fighting in the dream is really wonderful, and Slave Thirteen has never seen it.

The person in the dream, jumping through the clouds and fog! Raise your hand to kill with a flying sword!

......

At the beginning of the dream, a handsome man with sword eyebrows and starry eyes was urging Nu Thirteen loudly, "Hurry up!

Compared to the first time, this time the dream picture is clear and immersive!

Men's words are no longer missing!

Before the man could speak, a golden arrow suddenly flew from behind him and plunged into his left shoulder!

"Wow!" he spat out blood, not caring about his injuries, he immediately turned around and slashed out a purple sword qi, killing the person who released the cold arrow.

Then pull up Slave Thirteen and fly into the sky.

Looking down at the sky and clouds, below is a city filled with fire!

I kept flying, flew into a big mountain, and hid in a cave on a mountain peak.

Standing at the entrance of the cave, the man urged the slave thirteen, "Madame, hide in, I'll lure them in!"

After speaking, the man flew away.

Tears began to well-up in Slave Thirteen's perspective.

Through three dreams, Nu Thirteen knew that the first perspective in this dream was not his. Rather, it was a woman whom the handsome man called Madame.

The woman turned and ran into the innermost part of the cavern, curling up in the corner to dodge.

But soon, there was a violent fighting outside, shaking the mountains.

At this point, the woman's perspective shifts downward.

In her arms, there was a baby in swaddling clothes.

The woman began to mumble to the baby, "Child...... Mother is useless, I'm afraid I can't go with you. They won't let me live, but they may spare you as an infant. It's death left and right, it's better to give up this cheap body and do something for the descendants of the Long clan......"

Immediately afterwards, the woman placed the baby on the ground and made some intricate seal with her hands.

After casting the Seal Trick, Lady Long began to speak the following words in her soft voice.

And this passage of words and pictures did not appear in their entirety in the dream of the previous day!

......

"My child...... If you are fated, in the near future, you will hear what your mother will say next. But...... If you don't have a chance, I hope that among your future generations, you will be lucky enough to have a fateful person......"

Speaking of this, Mrs. Long choked up.

Then he continued, "Although the Dragon Clan has been destroyed and decayed now...... But I don't want the inheritance of the Long family to be cut off with it! In order for the Long family to recover again one day, I am willing to give up my life, even if my soul is scattered, I must perform this "blood limit reincarnation" technique!"

After calming down her excitement, Mrs. Long continued, "After performing this 'Blood Limit Reincarnation', I will seal some of my memories and encounters at this moment, as well as the things I want to teach to the descendants of the Long Clan, in my child's bloodline. As long as this son is lucky enough to learn the method of cultivation in the future, he can open the seal. If this child doesn't have the opportunity and qualifications to cultivate...... As long as he can give birth to an heir, his descendants will also have the opportunity to unlock the memories sealed in his blood......"

Speaking of this, tears welled up in Mrs. Long's eyes again.

But after a long time, she raised her hand to wipe away her tears, sighed, and said, "If one day, any descendant of the Long clan sees this scene, don't laugh at me for crying and crying...... I was just...... I can't bear my baby too much......"

After that, Mrs. Long seemed to smile and said, "Okay, let's talk about it one last time...... I love you, child...... I love you, descendants of the Dragon Clan. ”

After saying this, Mrs. Long formed the seal in her hand, and drew a mysterious light rune in the void, biting the tip of her tongue and spewing essence blood at the light rune!

After that, the vision belonging to Mrs. Long gradually blurred until she fell into darkness.

At this moment, the slave thirteen in the cave opened his eyes.

He woke up from his dream.

However, due to the emotional infection of Mrs. Long in the dream, two lines of tears unconsciously flowed from Slave Thirteen's cheeks.

He muttered to himself, "I see...... My surname is Dragon!"